Brainpowder
Chillin' at the crib smoking weed
Thinking about the different shit I need
Fuck a stupid wish ass, upon a star with your bitch ass
A couple people told me I was talented
It's just us against the world now
Let's go on tour, be lords while we're at war
Living more like legends than pedestrians
I ain't got no fuckin' yes men
My ideas are met with questions
Execution is the destination always
Theres always someone better man you'll learn that on your off days
Yes, yessir, no pressure no diamonds
I guess I should address the filthy mess that I'm in
Stand firm, stand alone,
cause everyone's a paparazzi with a camera phone
Am I the only one that's not concerned with being fucking famous?
Ya'll niggas shameless
All they saw was brainpowder
Chillin' at a party doing coke starting to think that life's a joke
Money can't buy you love but no one loves being broke
Who got my medicine, my whiskey my alcohol my TH
See how much I create an album or a mixtape
Pussy Gun was all they asked about
White girls come with fatter asses now
Thank Black Jesus I'm walkin' down
the street seeing kids in my t-shirts
My knee jerk reaction is to make some more dope shit
I hope I don't vomit or puke
Thinking about the different shit I need
Fuck a stupid wish ass, upon a star with your bitch ass
A couple people told me I was talented
It's just us against the world now
Let's go on tour, be lords while we're at war
Living more like legends than pedestrians
I ain't got no fuckin' yes men
My ideas are met with questions
Execution is the destination always
Theres always someone better man you'll learn that on your off days
Yes, yessir, no pressure no diamonds
I guess I should address the filthy mess that I'm in
Stand firm, stand alone,
cause everyone's a paparazzi with a camera phone
Am I the only one that's not concerned with being fucking famous?
Ya'll niggas shameless
All they saw was brainpowder
Chillin' at a party doing coke starting to think that life's a joke
Money can't buy you love but no one loves being broke
Who got my medicine, my whiskey my alcohol my TH
See how much I create an album or a mixtape
Pussy Gun was all they asked about
White girls come with fatter asses now
Thank Black Jesus I'm walkin' down
the street seeing kids in my t-shirts
My knee jerk reaction is to make some more dope shit
I hope I don't vomit or puke
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Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, John Armour
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